Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Dear Cat

We love you very much, but what is so fascinating about our kitchen and why do we have to kick, scream and hose you out of it 29 times a day? It was bad enough that you kept climbing into the trash can, shredding a dozen bags in the process. We figured our tasty trash would be safe by stashing it neatly behind two cupboard doors under the sink. Apparently not:

Cuddly Panda, I won't stand for this any longer. And I don't care that you look like this: